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Shiloh skirted over and grabbed herself a cup of steaming black coffee, leaning her body at a wide angle with her shoulders propped against the wall. She closed her eyes, breathing deep the familiar and comforting scent. One of the very last vestiges of Earth, of her people. It had taken centuries of agricultural infrastructure and colonial wealth growth before coffee beans became a regular commodity amongst humanity again. For the longest time they had been a luxury item, available in plenty near the core of the Coalition and only to the wealthy in the fringes. Unless some aliens had adopted the crop - she had no idea if any liked it as much as humans did, but figured it had to have been exported at some point - it would likely be closer to extinction than her own species at this point. Out of everything they had to lose even after their near ruination, why- she internally lamented- did it have to be coffee? It gave her cause for a sour mask she did not even realization had been put on until she felt the muscles in her face twisting.

Her HUD stayed alive even with her eyes closed. It had taken a bit of getting used to when the implants were first installed. The lack of darkness behind her eyelids, replaced forever with the same colorful neural interface visuals she saw when they were open. She adapted quickly enough, rigorously training her instincts to accept them as a permanent fixture of her life. When Zyt's response appeared, Shiloh tilted her head to one side, reading it with her eyes shut. They flashed open again as she took a cautionary sip of her coffee, already writing up a confirmation.

[08:29:04]
from:Shiloh
to:Zyt
>>In the kitchen with yours truly, luv. You got it. ;)

She liked sending smiley faces to the robot. No idea why, the thought just amused her. She had decided to roll with it rather than do any deep questioning into the matter. As soon as the message was sent, she accessed the engineering deck's systems and started up a secondary runtime in the aforementioned terminal, giving it access to the sensor array. A quick and easy task done in a few seconds, and then she was back to her coffee. Short of another sip, she was pulled away again when Wes came into the kitchen. As usual, he gravitated over toward his own little bubble off in the corner.

"Ooh, he's dark and broody," Shiloh murmured, loud enough for him to hear. Though, she was confident whatever chrome he was sporting easily made her slightest whisper into a shout by her standards. "Like cyber-Batman." She widened her eyes comically, a low snicker sounding from the back of her throat. Her eyes rushed away the moment Cassidy came strolling in, and she immediately straightened, pushing her back up against the wall. "Capt'n on deck!" She enthusiastically declared. Much to her chagrin, the captain completely disregarded her. Not even so much as a glance her way. "Be that way, then," she grumbled.

Cassidy shot Anthony a questioning glare, already loading a string of marvelous expletives onto the back of her tongue. A deep breath disarmed her intentions, and all that came out was a very terse, "Marx." The bitter acknowledgement aside, she carried on toward the cook. She scrutinized the room with a blank mien, taking in all of the girl's personalization. She had not gotten a chance to see it since taking Lena onto the crew, and was not sure what to think of how quickly the room had been so utterly transformed. It was.. cozy, she gave it that much. "Looks like you're settling in without any issues," she remarked, fixing her eyes on the cook. "I hope you're not having any trouble with the crew." She drifted back, gaze swinging shortly to the pilot.

"Not even remotely subtle, capt'n," Shiloh giddily informed. Her smirk was unabated by Cassidy's look of warning.

Cassidy returned her attention to Lena. "If you need any supplies, get a shopping list. We'll be setting down soon." Another look at the pilot, this one reading along the lines of, No thanks to you. "Not sure if you can find much more than nutrient supplements on Erdas, but if you're willing to brave the smog then go right ahead."